10 days till graduation. 1.5 days since I returned to Barcelona. 2 days since the rain finally stopped. 3 days till the weekend, but these days I don't know the difference between Monday and Friday and I actually had to look on my calendar to know that....
Such is life in the month between the end of classes and graduation day. And yesterday, my first day back at Calatrava, I found my true calling. Yes, I had long suspected it, but it took an MBA to really realize my dream. I want to be a housewife. Yesterday I slept in, did laundry, bought groceries, watered the plants, worked on my tan, went running, edited photos from my trip, had a haircut, and went out for dinner. What an amazing way to spend the day!
Today I'm going to change it up a little, just for fun. I woke up early, THEN watered the plants, washed my Chuck Taylors (disgusting after 10 days of traveling in the rain), folded laundry (see how I'm keeping it interesting? oooh)... hmmm now I'm writing, I guess I'll go running again, have some lunch, play some soccer, and hang out again with my dad, who is back in town for a conference.
Honestly, I didn't need an MBA to know that this is the ideal job, but what the hell.